A selfless act

The many thoughts in Sarah’s head can be boiled down to pure lesbian panic.

Your crush and childhood best friend is completely naked right next to you, at arms reach, and they look just as beautiful as you thought they would. Anyone would react in the same way as Sarah is at this moment. Her face is completely flush as she tries her best to not stare directly at her bare skin. Her body feels incredibly warm as she squirms in her seat.

But, the fact that Emily is completely mortified leaves Sarah with a bad taste in her mouth. Yeah, she gets to see her crush nude, but if she feels terrified about it, why should Sarah get to enjoy it.

So, Sarah does what she thinks is the right thing to do.

She takes her plain white pajama shirt and lifts it over her head, to the surprise of Yuri, Jessica, and Casandra. She was very quick with it, revealing her lacy black bra to everyone without hesitation. Her impressive chest seems to be begging to be let out of their containment.

“You stripping already?” Yuri asks, genuinely confused.

Sarah ignores Yuri, instead, she faces Emily, putting every fiber in her being to not stare at her in a creepy way. Her eyes twitch all over her body. Each time she glances at her covered breasts and crotch, Sarah mentally slaps herself.

“Here, take this…” Sarah says in a soft, caring tone to the fearful Emily.

After a couple of seconds, Emily opens her eyes and looks at the piece of clothing in Sarah’s hands.

“A-A-Are you sure?” Emily says, still shaken up by her sudden embarrassment. Sarah notices her eyes are almost covered in tears, which only breaks her heart more.

“Yes, Em. Tonight is supposed to be fun, and I don’t want to see you scared like this,” Sarah says sincerely. Her eyes look sorrowful as she watches the poor woman cower in fear.

Sarah takes her left hand, and slowly grabs the shirt from Sarah’s hands. In a flash, she pushes her head through the shirt. For a brief moment, she uncovers her breasts, which Sarah tries her best to not look at.

Emily shifts in her seat as she fully puts on the shirt. It reaches just below her crotch, leaving her arms and thighs still open to the living room air. As long as she is careful to not flash her vagina, the shirt is big enough to cover pretty much everything important.

The thought of Emily wearing her clothes awakens a deeper love for her. The image of Emily wearing an oversized shirt of hers is forever etched in Sarah’s brain.

Plus, the idea of Emily’s pussy grazing against the bottom of her shirt is enough to turn Sarah on.

“Thank you so very much, Sarah!” Emily practically cries out.

“You’re welcome.” Sarah smiles at a now relaxed Emily with as much warmth as the surface of the sun.

As Emily calms down somewhat, the girls resume their little daring game.